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Nightly Trips	By : mysticxox Category: Harry Potter > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 33361 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It's been a while since my last story. I want to thank all of you for the great reviews!
I'm not going to write regularly just yet but as I had a bit of spare time and a few people asked me if I could do a F/F fic, a oneshot seemed apt. I warn you, it's very long!
So here it is! Your honest reviews are, as always, appreciated. Enjoy! :-)
She was at Malfoy Manor again. The guilty feeling had long gone. After all, Ginny often reminded herself, there was no love involved with this so she wasn't technically cheating on her spouse. Five years ago when she first discovered the pleasure of Narcissa's company, she had prayed Harry never found out about it. Now, she hardly cared. This was a way for her to relieve stress and one she was hopelessly addicted to. If her husband had noticed her habit of getting sudden urges to shop by herself late at night he had said nothing of the matter.
The manor gates were open when she apparated there, wearing a thick travelling cloak. The cloak was essential, even in the dead of night because what she wore underneath would cause even Harry to blush. It was something she knew only Narcissa would appreciate.
She walked in through the front door which was unlocked. One night each month, Lucius would leave for conferences with the Minister of Magic. During this time, Narcissa had free reign of the mansion and requested Ginny's company.
Ginny walked up the stairs to the West tower- Narcissa's wing, which not even Lucius entered without permission. Ginny had been given a room here to get ready in, just a door away from Narcissa's bed chambers. She hurried to it, knowing her Mistress hated her being late.
Once she was inside and the door was locked, Ginny removed her cloak, surveying herself in the full-length mirror. She was wearing a nightgown that hung just below her privates. The thin, black material ensheathed her body, highlighting every curve and the low neckline showed off the rise of her breasts. She knew Narcissa would drool if she saw her now. But she wasn't done just yet.
There was still something missing.
"Too clean and new", she said out loud, surveying the shiny material as it clung to her body. A simple spell fixed the problem. It now looked worn-the bottom had jagged ends, there were small slits that made it seem as if it had been torn in certain parts. It wasn't coincidence that these slits were strategically placed in areas that would allow her to tease her partner and heighten her lust.
Ginny wore no make up but her fiery eyes and naturally red hair lent colour to her face.
She took her hair out of its ponytail and brushed it until it gleamed, allowing it to fall over her shoulders and down to her breasts, hiding them subtly.
For the final touch, she slipped off her underwear. Narcissa had punished her on several occasions for wearing one. "No barriers to your pleasure slut", she had hissed.
She took one last look in the mirror. She was ready to be Narcissa's slave. Knocking on the adjoining door, she heard Narcissa call out, "Come in" and obeyed, her head bowed as she was expected to do. This was a side of her Ginny showed no one else.
The door clicked closed behind her as she entered and Ginny stood still, peering at Narcissa through her eyelashes. She was wearing a beautiful leather outfit that was even shorter than Ginny's but her breasts were completely covered by the material, which highlighted their outline. If she were very good, Narcissa might permit her to play with them.
Narcissa wasted no time. She went straight into her dominant character as she walked behind Ginny murmuring, "You're quite the sight". Her arms wrapped around Ginny's waist, pulling her back hard against her leather-clad body. Ginny's heart sped up as Narcissa traced a finger along her thigh, moving it higher, closer to where she needed. "Are you aroused?" Narcissa whispered and Ginny was gulped, managing to stifle her moan of longing.
Should she say the truth? Did she really want this woman to know how much she craved her touch at this moment?
She shook her head, indicating no even as she felt her core getting wetter and heard Narcissa chuckle behind her. Her hair was yanked back suddenly causing her to cry out. She felt Narcissa winding it into a loose bun to keep it out of the way as her lips began to place gentle kisses on her neck.
Ginny let out a soft moan as Narcissa bit her shoulder and soothed the sting with more kisses. She was helpless to do anything more than arch her hips into Narcissa's touch as her hand cupped her wet mound. "You're soaking, slut. Your cunt is begging for me", the dirty whispered words only made her moan louder and she groaned at the loss when Narcissa took her hand away, her other hand pushing her to the floor. She was on her knees and hands now, buttocks in the air and she felt her thin gown being pulled up slightly to expose her buttocks and core.
Narcissa was licking her lips though Ginny couldn't see but she felt the hard slap on her left butt cheek and shouted. There were tears forming in her eyes now as Narcissa's hand slapped each cheek in turn, pausing only to appreciate their beautiful red colour. As the slaps grew harder, Ginny began to lose the painful sensation and another moan left her lips. She suddenly became aware of her wet core, the liquid slowly dripping down as each slap rocked her body. Narcissa's groan of appreciation let Ginny know she had seen the small pool of arousal that now stained her carpet.
Narcissa's hands began to travel across Ginny's body, across her abdomen, circling her belly button and causing her to involuntarily gasp. Nothing she could have done would have stopped the moan that left her mouth as Narcissa began to squeeze her firm breasts. She pulled Ginny back so she was resting on just her knees and trapped her hands behind her, resting her head against Ginny's neck as she continued her massage, watching the rise and fall of the milky globes over the thin material that covered them.
Ginny's moan came from deep in her throat when Narcissa's fingers passed over her nipples, gently at first and then harder, her arousal growing as they hardened into erect buds. "You're my slut, aren't you?" the hissed question was accompanied by Narcissa rolling them between her two fingers, causing Ginny to moan harder. "Answer me!" a tug on her sensitive peaks made her scream out, "Yes! Yes Mistress".
Narcissa moved around to the front, magically binding Ginny's hands behind her. Narcissa's hands were resting lightly against her round globes as she whispered, "I can see them hardening".
Ginny could only gasp as Narcissa closed her mouth over one of the buds, suckling gently and making her moan again. Her core was impossibly wet by now and she arched her body closer to Narcissa's hot mouth. She felt Narcissa rip off her nightgown and knew she was more aroused than she let on when her mouth eagerly closed around the other nipple.
Her tongue traced the tip lightly, making Ginny writhe as her desire became apparent between her legs. Narcissa suckled harder and Ginny closed her eyes, moaning in abandon as the sensation was enhanced without the cloth covering it. "Say you want this", Narcissa was mumbling as she left a trail of wet kisses from her breasts to her neck, pushing her on the ground and climbing on top.
"Tell me what you are!" the command was more insistent as she crushed her lips against Ginny's, rubbing her nipple with one hand and as she moaned helplessly, forcing her tongue into the hot opening and exploring the crevices of Ginny's mouth.
Ginny felt Narcissa's own core resting against hers and the slightest movement made her pant with longing. "Tell me", Narcissa was watching her now, her hands cupping her breasts as she breathed onto her face. Ginny tried unsuccessfully to lift her body, hoping to come into contact with Narcissa's core and finally panted out, "I'm a slut. Your slut, Mistress", the words came out gravelly but Narcissa was satisfied.
"Yes you are and nothing more", she answered, her tone coated with extreme arousal as she relented and lowered her hot core to Ginny's wet one. They both moaned as the throbbing nubs rubbed against each other and Ginny felt her own hips moving against Narcissa's as she began to grind herself onto Ginny. "You little slut. Come now!" Narcissa's words were punctuated by three long hard rubs against her sensitive clit and Ginny felt herself unravel, screaming as her hot release poured out, followed closely by Narcissa's.
Narcissa barely let her recover before she unbound her hands and asked her to kneel in front of the bed. Narcissa sat on the edge and opened her legs, showing Ginny her still glistening core. "Give me more pleasure", the tone was mild but her eyes were scorching with lust and her breasts were heaving in anticipation. Ginny wasted no time, not wanting to be punished further.
She positioned her face in front of the junction formed by Narcissa's legs and began to slowly lick around her clit, avoiding that area. Narcissa's hands wound themselves in Ginny's hair, causing it to come loose again but neither of them cared. "More", Narcissa was breathing heavily and Ginny slid her tongue lower, suddenly inserting it into her wet, hot opening.
She heard Narcissa moaning and felt her squirming as she dipped her tongue in and out, feeling her walls clenching around her. The taste of Narcissa's desire made Ginny moan and she felt Narcissa pulling her closer. "Come on slut. Make me come. Drink me up".
Ginny obeyed, moving her warm mouth to the throbbing clit she had aroused. She licked it once then once more, revelling in each gasp of pleasure. Without warning, Ginny gave the throbbing organ a hard kiss, causing Narcissa to buckle uncontrollably. Ginny's hands found their way to Narcissa's buttocks and she squeezed them, digging her nails in as Narcissa moaned in ecstasy at the feeling combined with Ginny's hard kisses to her sensitised nub. "Have me whore", Narcissa barely panted the words out and Ginny obliged.
She craved the taste now. Her mouth closed around the hard nub and she suckled hard, not stopping even when Narcissa's wild moans of pleasure turned into a scream. She kept sucking, digging her nails into Narcissa's buttocks further and causing her thighs to clench closed around Ginny's head as Narcissa tried to hold on to the last shreds of control.
Finally, she gave her one last suckle and heard Narcissa's cry of release. Her mouth moved down to her opening where the liquid gushed out, her tongue delving in and lapping up every drop with satisfaction. She bowed her head again as Narcissa moved back, studying the redhead in front of her, naked, with her essence still glistening from her lips.
She was satisfied for the moment. "Until next month", Narcissa was still panting as she lay back on the bed and closed her eyes. This was Ginny's dismissal.
She slowly got up off the floor and looked at her Mistress's resting figure. She knew she would be punished if she did anymore but Narcissa's breasts had not been touched and she couldn't wait another month. The leather outfit clung to their outline and she moved closer to the bed.
If Narcissa heard her low groan she showed no sign of it. Ginny studied her - hands straight on either side of her body, her legs slightly apart and blonde hair spread out around her head.
Ginny didn't think as she let her body's desires take over. Narcissa opened her eyes with a gasp as Ginny straddled her. She located the zip in front of the dress and slid it open, pulling back the leather outfit to reveal Narcissa's tanned abdomen and bountiful breasts.
She thought she saw Narcissa smile as she cupped them, feeling how heavy they were. Her hands kneaded them roughly, her hot palms brushing over her nipples repeatedly until they became impossibly hard. Narcissa's body had heated up and as Ginny lowered her mouth to suck one breast, she heard Narcissa's cries of pleasure. Her other hand moved down to her abdomen, tracing her bellybutton and she felt the muscles contract. She felt Narcissa move her legs, the knees bent while the rest of her body was flat on the bed.
Ginny moved back quickly before Narcissa could take over and held her thighs, squeezing them gently, relishing in her gasp of pleasure as Ginny sunk down on her throbbing centre, providing delicious friction. Ginny leaned forward as Narcissa moaned softly. She knew Ginny was teasing her, leaning forward just far enough so her breasts would dangle temptingly in front of Narcissa's mouth.
Ginny didn't see the feline smirk her partner wore as she began to suckle her neck. Narcissa had just remembered her hands were not bound. This was an oversight on Ginny's part and she only noticed it when she felt Narcissa shift slightly. She looked up from her ministrations not noticing that one of Narcissa's hands were moving towards her privates, which were exposed as she had her legs bent and placed on either side of Narcissa's body.
She let out a moan as Narcissa cupped her wet mound, her thumb rubbing softly against her clit, making her writhe as sparks of pleasure took over her body. Ginny couldn't move out of the way fast enough when Narcissa expertly inserted two of her fingers inside her opening and pumped them in and out.
Her hips picked up the rhythmm as Ginny moaned, begging, "Please, Mistress". Narcissa built up her need, her other hand reaching for the hardened peaks of her breast and rolling it between her fingers. Ginny cried out when she gave it a hard tug but the pain was secondary to the pleasure Narcissa's fingers were causing at her core.
Narcissa licked her lips, groaning as she saw the red-headed vision before her. Ginny's buttocks were in the air, her body was arching towards Narcissa's hand, her entire being concentrating on that point. Her full breasts were bouncing as her hips moved, trying to make Narcissa's fingers hit the spot she wanted.
Narcissa saw the red flush caused by exertion on Ginny's skin, her hair sticking to the nape of her neck and forehead. Her skin was sweaty and Narcissa groaned as Ginny's body shuddered when she hit her in just the right spot. She worked her fingers faster, brushing her sensitive nub harder to hear Ginny's moans increase. They were now long and hard, only interrupted by her pants of, "Please" and "I need more Mistress".
Narcissa made her moan for a bit longer, ensuring she was close to the edge before suddenly stopping and rolling away so Ginny was left by herself on the bed, desire raking through her as she yearned for gratification. She barely had time to react when the chains attached to each of the four bed posts clicked onto her hands and feet, pulling her limbs and turning her body so she was lying on her back in a spread-eagle position, her core exposed to the seductive witch at the bottom of the bed. Her body was a few centimetres off the bed and she felt like she was floating in air, her core still throbbing from Narcissa's assault.
"Did you enjoy sneaking uo on me?" Narcissa's voice was deadly calm and Ginny gulped. "I'm sure you loved making me squirm, fondling my breasts. A weakness of yours aren't they?"
Narcissa had walked around the bed to where Ginny's own breasts were. She reached out and cupped one, flicking a fingernail over the hardened peak as Ginny gasped. She released it and walked over to a cupboard at the foot of the bed. Ginny knew that was where the toys were kept.
"Well", Narcissa was saying, "I admit I enjoyed it but you really should respect your Mistress more. Maybe this will remind you why".
Narcissa came back to where Ginny was and showed her what looked like a rubber stick with a metallic ball attached to it. Narcissa muttered a spell and Ginny saw, to her horror, the metal ball dividing into two balls that now swung, hitting each other and causing a vibration to ring out.
"Imagine this inside you", Narcissa was whispering and Ginny was petrified with fear. She should have left when she had the chance. She had forgotten how vengeful Malfoys could be!
Her core was no longer throbbing, her earlier desire vanishing in the face of fear but she knew begging wouldn't do her any good.
Narcissa grabbed her wand and tapped Ginny's abdomen with it. Ginny wasn't sure what spell she used but she felt an oily substance dripping down her leg. She gasped in horror when she realised where it came from.
"Yes", Narcissa nodded as she saw understandment dawn on Ginny's face. "That's the hole this will fit in".
The oil was now dripping down from between her butt cheeks and onto the bed sheets below. Narcissa waved her wand over the toy she still had in her hand and the two balls vanished, becoming one metallic ball again.
"Now, I want to hear you scream", Narcissa hissed as she ruthlessly pushed the stick between Ginny's buttocks, making her gasp. Her body resisted the object as it tried to push past her ring of muscles and Ginny cried out. She heard Narcissa telling her to relax but she was past caring. This was not fun and there was no way she'd let that thing inside her.
She glared at Narcissa and saw the look of lust in her eyes. "I don't need your permission", she was saying as she charmed the stick to continue on its own. Ginny's body was still closing itself off from its penetration. "And I love it when you're angry and unwilling".
Before Ginny could respond, Narcissa climbed on the bed next to her, her hands running lightly over Ginny's supple body. "You will be begging for release", she hissed before reaching down and cupping her mound, which was still wet from her earlier arousal.
Narcissa began massaging it, her other hand combing through the bush of red hair above it, making Ginny moan as her core got shamelessly wetter. Her mind couldn't stop her body from arching towards Narcissa as she began to stimulate her clit with her thumb, rubbing circles on it.
The stick was still attempting to push through her ring of muscles and she knew it would soon succeed as the pleasure made it hard for her body to concentrate. The opening was beginning to pulse, slightly opening as Narcissa forced feelings of extreme pleasure on Ginny, pressing her thumb firmly against her clit as she cried out from the sensations. Her release was building and she felt Narcissa's hands leave her only to be replaced with her hot tongue.
She moaned as it delved into her wetness, slipping inside to massage her walls. Narcissa moved her mouth, pressing soft wet kisses across her mound, driving her crazy with need. She saw the engorged clit, throbbing and gave it a soft kiss, making Ginny moan and arch closer.
"I control you", Narcissa said and Ginny had to agree when a hard kiss was pressed to her clit, making her scream.
"Call me Mistress", Narcissa said now, her head slightly lifted and looking at Ginny. She was denying her the pleasure until she said it.
"Mistress", Ginny conceded.
"Like you mean it", Narcissa's finger gently moved back and forth over her clit, stimulating it so her arousal grew.
"Mistress", Ginny was breathing heavily now, her body straining for release and she moaned when Narcissa's mouth began to suck her sensitive nub. "Mistress, please", Ginny was hardly aware of her moaned words as Narcissa began sucking her harder, applying more pressure. She was begging her now, begging her like the slave she was and Narcissa answered her pleas by lapping the area with her tongue.
Ginny was overridden with sensations and she felt the stick resting against her butt cheeks, no longer pushing. She didn't have time to think of why as Narcissa's mouth teased her nub making it as hard as it could get before she crushed her lips against it, causing Ginny to come with a cry.
She felt the pain coursing through her followed by waves of pleasure as her orgasm came gushing out. She was attempting to recover her breath when she felt the stick push itself in through her lax ring of muscles and she screamed in pain as her muscles tried to expel the foreign object to no avail.
She saw Narcissa move up and then everything happened at once. Narcissa smirked and said, "You're going to come like you never have before slut!" and before Ginny could process what was happening, her hands were on her breasts, kneading them roughly, making her groan from the sensation.
She heard Narcissa mutter something and then cried out as she felt the movement of the stick inside her. She felt the two balls massage her walls and cried out as they caused a vibration inside her which felt painful. "That's nothing" Narcissa hissed, noticing Ginny's cry of pain, "I want you to scream for me!"
Ginny wanted to stop her body from reacting, wanted Narcissa to leave her alone but, despite the pain, her centre was getting wetter by the minute as Narcissa teased her nipples into hardened peaks, lapping at them with flicks of her tongue as she squeezed the milky orbs. Ginny's body arched forward as she felt the stick push in further, unintentionally pushing her breasts more firmly into Narcissa's grip. She wasted no time in latching her mouth around one, making Ginny moan despite the pain.
One of Narcissa's knees found her centre and began to rub her there, providing delicious friction for her clit. Her mouth continued working on her nipples, hands unrelenting on her breasts, while the balls moved inside her, exploring every part. Ginny's moans turned into cries as the stick began to push in and out of her tight hole, the vibrations making her muscles clench even tighter.
She could no longer expel the object as her core was pulsing with sensations caused by Narcissa's knee rubbing it furiously. Ginny writhed and squirmed as the sensations grew stronger, begging her torturer, the pain getting mingled with the pleasure until finally, her body gave into it and she screamed as her juices spilled onto Narcissa's knee. The older witch stopped her ministrations and pulled the stick out of Ginny, making her shudder as a smaller orgasm hit her.
She panted, trying to recover as Narcissa smiled down at her. "Who am I and who are you?" she asked, watching Ginny as she tried to get her breathing under control.
"Mistress", Ginny finally said, "I'm your slut".
"Yes you are", Narcissa's smirk grew wider as she unchained Ginny. She looked at the naked witch and considered letting her go. But a month was a long time to wait for. Ginny didn't protest as Narcissa's body covered her, their breasts and cores rubbing together and causing them both to moan. Narcissa crushed her lips against hers and began to move, panting with desire for the writhing witch beneath her and Ginny tangled her hands in her hair, grateful to be with her Mistress once more.

"Why don't you both take turns on it?" Harry was asking, his face red and flustered.
"Because she never lets me use it when I want!" Albus turned to face his father, pointing at the training broomstick Lily was clutching, "I'll NEVER be in the Quidditch team at Hogwarts if I don't practice!"
"You' still have time.", Harry muttered but his son was too busy yelling at his sister.
"Use James' broom then!", Lily said glancing at her other brother who shook his head and continued zooming around the kitchen. She turned back to Albus saying, "Besides, it's not my fault! I drew up a schedule for each of us- you're just always late!"
Harry was looking at his daughter with wonder. "Y...you know how to make schedules already?" and her brown eyes, so like Ginny's, stared back defiantly. "Aunt Hermione taught me. She said it's one of the most important things for sucess", Lily quoted then grinned at the stunned look on Harry's face.
"Aunt Hermione would be proud", Ginny said with a smile as she walked in. As expected, her children had stayed up late without her there to supervise bedtimes.
She shot a glance at Harry who looked sheepish. "I let them stay up to watch the Quidditch game and then I just couldn't get them to bed. They wanted to fly", he said and then, in an attempt to appease her (as she stared at the clock which showed the time to be 3am) asked, "How was shopping?"
Ginny thought of the package she had stowed away in her wardrobe- an outfit even more daring then the one she had worn today. Narcissa wouldn't be able to keep her hands off her next month.
But to her husband, who looked tired and was staring at her innocently she simply said, "It was rewarding. Now, off to bed!"
And just like they always did, her family obediently trooped off to bed, unquestioningly accepting their mother's dominant nature.
Quite different from the witch Narcissa Malfoy knew.
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